A young man in his late 20's to early thirties is cutting through the thick jungle bush with a matche. He has slick back black hair, a handsome pale face with a frustrated expression.

"How much more jungle is there until I reach the damn shore"

With one last strong slice he cut through the jungle vine. Light shines, blinding him. His eyes quickly grow use to the light. He sees a young teenage boy with dirty blonde hair, tan skin, and a body covered in mud and dirt. Hes being chased by a giant beast. An ape like creature with 4 arms running in an upright position.

The young man with a confused look on his face, lights a cigarette begins to smoke. The ape creature and the teen are running in circles. The young teen notices the young man and yells. "What the hell are you doing, you're not going to help me?!

The young man responds "why the hell should I help you."

"If you dont help me Ill kill you, you old bastard"

The young man laughs. Suddenly the smoke of his cigarette pools above his head. Then, without the young man moving a muscle the smoke rushes at the ape monster in a slash like form. And what felt like a blink of an eye. The monster was decapitated.

The young teen stunned looks at the ape corpse and then the man. He regains his composure, then he furrows brows and yells. " Why didn't you do that sooner you old bastard."

The young man grins. " I just wanted to enjoy my cigarette you ungrateful brat."

The young man continues " What the hell are you even doing here in this jungle."

"I live here." the teen responds immediately.

"You live here, in this giant jungle, where are your parents?"

"Dead" he reponds.

"How long have you been here?" The young man asks concerned.

"I dont know since I was 3."

"How old are you now?"

"I dont know."

"Well you look like you could be 14 15, do you have a name?"

The young teen responds "Danny, what's yours you old bastard?"

"Stop calling me old bastard Im only 29! And the names Daniel. But my friends call me Danny"

"You stole my name you old bastard, what the hells wrong with you."

" I didn't steal your name, it just happens to be a common name and second I was born first so I didnt steal anything anyways!" Daniel responds adamantly.

" Anyways, Danny your coming with me. I'd feel a little guilty if some kid with the same name as me dies when I could have done something about it."

" Why should I go with you? I like it here. I have my own crib with my stuff and my Orange." Danny yells with an annoyed look on his face.

"Orange?" Daniel mutters to himself confused.

Daniel regains his composure

"I can't let you stay here in this jungle, there's a whole world out there and you have to live your life"

Danny's eyes widen as he remembers his fathers last words 'live a happy life son'.

Danny with a determined look on his face says, "Let me get Orange and the rest of my stuff so we can get out of here. Follow me."

Daniel confused mutters to himself again "What the hell is his Orange?"

They arrive at a cave. Inside is a mess of random things. A make shift bed. A pile of books. A table made of chopped up wood. Some tools made of wood and some sort of metal scrap.

"Orange, Im home." Danny yells.

Suddenly a creature starts charging at them. It has short stubby legs a ball like body with a nub like tail. It has a canine like face. It was no bigger then 2 feet tall, and it was completely orange. The creature lunges at danny head first and tackles him to the ground. It starts licking his face.

Laughing Danny says "Orange stop we have a guest."

Orange starts to growl at Daniel.

"Ive never seen a creature like this one before. Come to think of it there are lots of creatures on this island that I've never even knew existed."

Daniel pauses.

"So you've been living here on your own for a long time Danny?"

"I was living with my dad he taught me a lot of things before he died, then I met Orange. So I haven't been alone."

"Well take what you need we are heading to shore and making camp there."

Danny starts gathering everything he can carry. A mountain of items in his hands he stumbles as he walks around.

Frustrated Daniel yells " Just take what you need and lets get out of here."

Danny with a tear in his eye drops his stuff, walks over to the pile of books and picks up the book at the top of the pile.

"Ok I think Im ready." Danny says sadly.

"Why are you taking a book, do you even know how to read?" Daniel asks confused.

"I know how to read my dad taught me!" Danny exclaims.

"My dad wrote this book, he use to read it to me. Its about his adventures."

Daniel raises an eyebrow grabs the book out of Dannys hands and says

"Let me see that."

Danny protests but was easily overpowered by the fully grown man.

Daniel reads the cover of the book aloud.

"The World by Daniel Collins. I think I've heard of your dad before. I remember he went missing a long time ago. I guess now we know where he went."

Danny looks up at Daniel "You know my dad?"

"I've heard of him, he was a famous explorer and adventurer. There are a couple of movies based on his adventures, but I personally dont know much about him. I guess that makes you his legacy."

Danny responds confused "Legacy?"

"Legacy is what you leave behind when you die, to a lot of people leaving a good and grand legacy is a sign of a life well lived. Not that it's something I believe in but besides the books you're what remains of Daniel Collins."

Dannys eyes widen as the words come out of Daniels mouth.

"Alright Danny bring your book we are heading to shore."

The two are sitting at the beach by a campfire. There is a tent made up of jungle leaves and wood set up behind them. Its night time but the full moon is out. Orange is curled up asleep not far from Danny.

" Hey Danny what do you now about the outside world"

"I only know what my dad told me. He told me about these places called cities where people do thimgs they dont want to do for something called money."

" Oh hey, you know a lot. But there is more to it then that."

Daniel starts moving his hands over the fire in a circular motion. Suddenly, the smoke from the fire transforms into a mini city with buildings cars and even tiny people. They weren't moving but it was very detailed.

"Wow that's a city, how do you do that. With the smoke?"

Daniel starts making random shapes with the smoke "You mean this, well it's my skill. I can control and manipulate smoke, mist, fog, basically visible air. But most people have a skill. While some are more powerful then others most people have one. I'm sure you have one Danny. Do you mind showing me?"

"Ok."

Danny lifts up his right hand with his palm out. He scrunches his face, and rope shoots out of his palm in a straight line. But it doesn't extend very far. And the rope is thin but looks very strong.

Danny sighs. "My skill is lame. I want your skill you old bastard. Yours is cool."

" Stop calling me that you damn brat. "

"Anyways Im pretty sure that is the skill your dad had, isn't it?"

" No. My dads skill was cool. He was able to do all kinds of things." Danny pouted.

"Well thats cause your dad was experienced and trained his skill. I can teach you a bit while we wait to be rescued."

"Youre going to to teach me. Thats cool! But how long until we get rescued?"

"I have no idea."